Vorochta 5

yumado | November 16, 2009

Far in the country, away from society,
I tend to my farm, I tend to my crops.
Sometimes, at night, I drink too much.
I talk to my goats and lay with my sheep.

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Tags: city, crops, drinking, farm, farms, goats, gods, harvesting, harvesting sorrows, sheep, sorrows, zeus, zoophile, zoophilia, zoophillia

yumado | November 5, 2009

Barely standing in my bathroom,
Staring at my reflection,
Splashing cold water on my face.
I wet the floor,
I slip, I fall.
Hitting my head,
Falling to my knees,

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Tags: bathroom, buying time, death, Fellating Death, goats, grim, grim reaper, grind, Hangover, reaper, reaping, Time, vomit, vomiting